Vicious Youkai Just Want To Farm [Quick Transmigration]

Xiaoqian and Yan Chixia came out together, and before they could speak, they felt a stare fixed on her body.

She subconsciously looked over, and saw that it was a frail scholar, staring at herself in a trance, with obsession and emotion in her eyes.

She had seen this look too much, and didn't take it to heart at all.

Turning her gaze back to everyone in Kunlun, she said softly, "Your Majesty of Black Mountain, Xiaoqian, by order of Mr., come to welcome all distinguished guests from Kunlun."

Everyone in Kunlun couldn't figure out what was going on, they could only look at Yan Chixia who was alive and kicking.

Qingyangzi pulled his nephew over and inspected it himself, and the result was: Not only was Yan Chixia fine, but she was also full of spiritual energy, faintly leaner than before.

Even a little fatter!

"Are you really alright?" Qingyangzi asked.

Yan Chixia was inexplicable: "What can I do? Montenegro is very safe, and life is very comfortable."

He scratched his head: "Didn't I send a letter to Shimen? Didn't you receive it, Shishu?"

Qingyangzi: "..."

We were not worried at first, but only after reading your letter!

He lowered his voice: "You mean, everything you said in your letter is true?"

Yan Chixia said strangely: "Of course it is true."

He looked at Qingyangzi, then at Xiaoxiangzi, and then at the senior brothers and sisters behind them, and suddenly understood something.

Fearing that Xiaoqian might hear a misunderstanding, he lowered his voice a bit: "Uncle Qingyang, did you misunderstand something?"

Qingyangzi knocked him on the head angrily, and said angrily: "If you write such a letter, we won't blame you if we don't misunderstand you, okay?"

Yan Chixia felt wronged: "How could I know that no one would believe the truth?"

Standing aside, Xiaoqian didn't know what to say when she saw Yan Chixia and his elders muttering, and she didn't feel impatient, but rather envious.

She has long since lost her family.

But fortunately, now in Montenegro, with my husband and my sisters, life is very comfortable.

Ning Caichen has been in a daze since before.

He saw Xiaoqian!

It's not the gloomy Xiaoqian in the dream with her brows and eyes closed in sadness.

The woman in front of her is calm and indifferent, her eyes are calm and confident, and she is obviously doing very well.

That is, the way she looked at her was too strange.

On the one hand, Ning Caichen was happy for her, but on the other hand, he was very disappointed.

"You scholar." A pleasant female voice rang in his ears, which suddenly woke Ning Caichen out of his thoughts.

He raised his head hastily, but Xiaoqian unexpectedly arrived beside him at some point, looking at him searchingly.

"Xiao, Miss Xiaoqian." He greeted him stammeringly, "I'm Ning Caichen."

Xiaoqian said indifferently: "Ning Caichen, since just now, you have been sizing me up, with sighs and emotions, do you know me?"

Ning Caichen nodded, shook his head again, and said honestly: "I know, but I don't know."

Xiaoqian glanced at this person inexplicably: "What do you mean?"

Ning Caichen hesitated for a while, and was about to speak when Yan Chixia, who was in the distance, beckoned: "Miss Xiaoqian, my uncle and the others want to pay a visit to Mr. Jiang!"

Xiaoqian immediately put Ning Caichen behind her: "Sir, I also want to meet the priests of Kunlun, please follow me."

After all, she walked away lightly, leaving only a wisp of fragrance on the tip of her nose.

Ning Caichen smiled wryly and followed.

As soon as they entered Montenegro, Qingyangzi and the others were overwhelmed by this large farm.

Even though she had read the letter in advance, Yan Chixia's affirmation had just been obtained.It is far better to hear than to see.

Xiaoxiangzi was surprised for a while, before he said a word: "This old Heishan...Mr. Jiang is really a strange person."

Yan Chixia nodded sharply: "Isn't that right, sir, you are so powerful! I never knew that monsters could live like this."

He opened his mouth, and there was another long series of praises.

Qingyangzi listened very complicatedly, nephew, what's the matter with your face full of pride?

The Lord of Montenegro is powerful, and the monsters in Montenegro are extraordinary, what does it have to do with you?

Because the person who came this time was at least the elder of the Dazong of Xuanmen, Jiang Lin finally got a little more serious, and met Qingyangzi and the others in the reception hall.

Qingyangzi was shocked when he saw Jiang Lin, and then sighed: "You will know only when you see Mr., that the outside world and Taoism have misunderstood you. After leaving Heishan, I will clear up those stigmas for you."

The lord of the Black Mountain in front of him could tell from the aura around him that he was definitely a demon who was cultivating on the right path, and he didn't know how those rumors about the Black Mountain came out.

Jiang Lin doesn't care about these things: "Fame is nothing but something outside of the body, so there is nothing to care about."

He is pragmatic, eating well and living a good life are much more important than anything else.

Qingyangzi misunderstood what he meant, and cupped his hands in admiration: "Sir, I feel ashamed of myself."

Jiang Lin was noncommittal, and said: "Everyone is exhausted, Xiaoqian, please lead the Taoists to the guest room to rest."

Qingyangzi and the others were worried about Yan Chixia recently, and it was true that they had not rested well, so they left after hearing this.

When he walked to the entrance of the lobby, Qing Yangzi felt a whirlwind blowing by him.

He paused, turned his head, and there was no whirlwind, it turned out to be a boy from the demon race in a black robe.

This young man has handsome eyebrows, but his aura is extremely deep and compelling. The pressure on people is no worse than that Mr. Jiang.

Seeing him turn his head, the boy also glanced in this direction.

As if being stared at by some ancient beast, Qingyangzi's hair stood on end, and the natal spirit sword on his back almost came out of its sheath automatically.

However, the next moment, the young man turned his head and said to the Lord of Montenegro as if asking for credit:

"I've cleared all the land on the east side!"

Then he heard the gentle Lord of Montenegro applaud: "Good job, what do you want to eat at noon?"

Zong Yu's expression froze, and he muttered, "I didn't do it for food either."

Jiang Lin: "What?"

Zong Yu snorted and said, "You can just do whatever you want."

Surrounded by the lord of the Black Mountain, this terrifying young man suddenly changed his style, and looked like a normal young man.

Qingyangzi silently withdrew his eyes, covered his little heart: turn the ground.

This big demon boy who obviously has enough strength to dominate one side, actually huddled in the black mountain and plowed the ground?

Montenegro is truly a magical place.

Later, after living in Montenegro for a period of time, Qingyangzi realized that he was wrong: the magic is not Montenegro, but the Lord of Montenegro.

Everything that Montenegro looks like today was created by him.

But that was a long time ago.

At this time, the people from Kunlun had just settled down in Montenegro, and they didn't know that they would form an inseparable bond with this place in the future.

After resting in Montenegro for a day, Qingyangzi called Yan Chixia over and asked about many things in detail.

After hearing that all the monsters here have their own land, and they farm in their spare time, and many of them have their own businesses at the foot of the mountain, and are very rich, Qingyangzi sighed:

"I never expected that even monsters are richer than me these days."

He asked Yan Chixia when she planned to return to the sect.

Yan Chixia puzzled: "Why do you want to go back? The aura here is no worse than that of the sect, and the speed of cultivation is very fast. Besides, farming is very interesting. The sisters are beautiful and cute, and the food they cook is also delicious. The husband is very knowledgeable." , I really like it here.”

Qingyangzi:?

Yan Chixia said: "Anyway, I went out to travel and gain knowledge. Now that I stay in Montenegro, my knowledge has increased a lot, and I have a deeper understanding of demons and ghosts. I can ask my husband for many questions about cultivation."

He even suggested on the spur of the moment: "Uncle, there's nothing wrong with the sect now, why don't you let the juniors and sisters live in Montenegro for a while, and learn more. I can guarantee that there will be no second Montenegro in the whole world." place."

When Qingyangzi heard it, he felt that there was some truth to it.

However, only the young disciples were left in this monster's lair, he was still a little worried, and finally decided: "In this case, I will stay here for a while."

Yan Chixia thought it was very good when she heard it, but he remembered one thing and said: "But Mr. said that when guests come, Heishan can provide food and accommodation. But if you want to live in Heishan for a long time, there is enough place in Heishan, and you can provide food and accommodation. , you have to find a way to solve it yourself.”

He was quite proud when he said this: "Uncle Master, have you seen my small wooden house? I built it with my own hands."

This kind of trivial matter is not a big deal for the Kunlun sect.

Why do you say this way?

It's not because people who practice Taoism don't have business acumen.

In short: poor.

used to being poor.

Kunlun is such a big sect, and the disciples of the sect are admired by tens of thousands of people when they walk outside.

But who knew that some Taoist priests looked at the fairy air, but in fact they couldn't even afford to stay in an inn when they were away?

Only Kunlun people know the sadness of Kunlun people.

The girls in Montenegro were very happy when they heard Yan Chixia say that the members of their school would stay in Montenegro for a while, and expressed their welcome: These priests seem to be strong and powerful, and they have someone to help work!

Among this group of people, Ning Caichen became the only one who was rejected.

No way, although he is a man, he is just an ordinary man, and a scholar from a good family.

As a scholar, his limbs are not working hard, and his strength is not as strong as A Yu's.

The only thing he can show is full of talent.

In the past, girls still liked such talented and handsome scholars.

But now?

Girls: You can't even help me with farming, so what use are you?

Of course, this is just a joke, Ning Caichen has been studying for so many years, and his painting skills are not bad, so Xiaoqian asked him to help in her painting and calligraphy shop.

Qingyangzi, a irascible little old man, looks rough, but he is very careful. He has always been suspicious of Ning Caichen, so he kept his eyes open.

He asked Yan Chixia, and after hearing from his nephew that he didn't know the scholar, he told Jiang Lin everything Ning Caichen had said before.

After hearing Qingyangzi finish repeating what Ning Caichen said, Jiang Lin froze for a moment.

Qingyangzi suspected that Ning Caichen had ulterior motives, thinking that what he said was fabricated out of thin air, but Jiang Lin was very familiar with what he said.

Isn't this the plot that the two of them would have experienced in the first place?

This Ning Caichen?

Is it reborn?

Or was it crossed?

He thanked Qing Yangzi and asked someone to bring Ning Caichen over.

Ning Caichen was a little nervous.

The person in front of him is the Lord of Montenegro.

Although the old Montenegro demon in the dream always enveloped himself in a dark room, looking gloomy and terrifying, the person in front of him was indeed gentle and handsome.

But no matter how gentle he is, he is still a demon king.

"Ning Caichen." Jiang Lin looked at him inquiringly, "When you met the Kunlun priests, did you say something?"

Ning Caichen had a thought in his heart that was indeed the case: when he said those words, he knew that others would be suspicious.

He nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Lin couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry: "How can you, a mortal scholar, know so well about Heishan and Lanruo Temple? And why did you make up such a story?"

Ning Caichen smiled wryly, and had a premonition in his heart that the Lord of the Black Mountain in front of him was not easy to deceive.

He replied honestly: "I had a dream some time ago."

"Dream?"

"Yes." Ning Caichen told Jiang Lin about the scenes in his dream.

When he was talking, Jiang Lin kept observing him with his soul, making sure that he was not lying.

So, instead of time travel and rebirth, Ning Caichen actually dreamed about what was going to happen in the original plot?

Ning Caichen sighed, and said, "The details of this dream are too detailed and real. I can personally experience the profound friendship between myself and Xiaoqian in the dream."

He reached out and touched his chest, with lingering fear on his face: "When she left, the heart-piercing feeling here seems to still be there."

Jiang Lin asked him: "Why did you lie to Qingyangzi and not tell the truth?"

Ning Caichen was a little ashamed: "I didn't know what Montenegro was like at the time, and I was thinking of saving Xiaoqian from the flames. I was afraid that the priests would not take me, so I said that on purpose. Moreover, because of a dream like this Traveling across mountains and rivers, others will only take it as a joke."

After hearing this, Jiang Lin asked, "So what are you going to do now?"

Ning Caichen was silent for a while, then shook his head shyly: "I don't know."

For the first time, he looked directly at the Lord of Montenegro in front of him, and his eyes were full of confusion: "Xiaoqian doesn't know me at all, and she doesn't know about that dream. She is living very well in Montenegro now. I have been in the past few days. Think, this dream is probably just my wishful thinking, if I say it, it will only disturb her tranquility."

But if he had to give up altogether, Ning Caichen, who had never tasted the love between a man and a woman, really couldn't let go of those friendships in his dream.

So he has been hesitating and tangled.

Jiang Lin turned his head and looked behind him: "Xiaoqian, what do you think?"

Startled, Ning Caichen turned around quickly, only to see a graceful figure walking in from outside the door.

Who is it if it's not Nie Xiaoqian?

Jiang Lin said bluntly: "You underestimate our Montenegrin girl too much. Ordinary life is short, but there is not so much time to waste. Instead of struggling with one person, you should open up and explain it clearly, and ask another What do people think?"

He apologized to Ning Caichen: "It's urgent. I asked Xiaoqian to eavesdrop. I didn't inform you in advance. It's my fault."

Ning Caichen didn't care about this, he just looked at Xiaoqian nervously.

Xiaoqian gave Jiang Lin a blessing: "Sir, can I have a few words with Ning Caichen alone?"

Jiang Lin nodded and waved away people: "That's natural, your own business, do you still expect me to handle it?"

Xiaoqian was touched by this unobtrusive attitude, a smile quickly rose from the corner of her mouth, and she looked at the scholar: "Come with me."

Ning Caichen mechanically followed Xiaoqian out.

This confession was caught off guard, and he couldn't react right away.

The two arrived at a secluded place, Xiaoqian stopped and turned to look at him.

"When I heard you talk about that dream, I felt very sad." Xiaoqian said, she frowned, "Perhaps this dream is really more than just a dream."

She recalled her previous days at Lanruo Temple: "If on that day, grandma hadn't been hunted down by her enemies and chose to attach herself to Mr., maybe my fate would really be as predicted in your dream."

When she said this, she thought of something, and shook her head quickly: "Of course the later ones don't count! How could Mister be a creepy and lustful monster? Mister, he doesn't even..."

Not interested in women.

Which of the girls in Montenegro doesn't have admiration and respect for her husband?

It's a pity that my husband treats them kindly and tenderly, but he never mixes any sexual desires between men and women.

Shaking her head, Xiaoqian pushed these irrelevant things out of her mind.

She looked at Ning Caichen and bowed solemnly: "No matter what the dream is, Xiaoqian is very grateful that you can come to Lanruo Temple and other evil places alone to save people because of a dream. "

She spoke so politely, but Ning Caichen's heart turned cold.

He probably understood what Xiaoqian meant.

really.

The next moment, Xiaoqian spoke up: "It's just Mr. Ning, a dream is a dream after all, and it's completely different from reality."

The memories of her life as a human have long been forgotten, and she spent the first half of her life as a ghost after death. After meeting her husband in Montenegro, she was truly sober.

She knows what kind of life she likes.

She said: "Humans and ghosts have different paths, Mr. Ning, you can only live for a hundred years for mortals, but I still have a long life."

If she really loves Ning Caichen, maybe she can choose to return to the sun or be reincarnated, and try her best to accompany him for the rest of her life.

But Ning Caichen was obviously not important enough in her heart to make her willing to give up the comfortable ghost life in front of her.

She didn't say the latter sentence, but Ning Caichen understood it.

He was silent for a long time, finally let out a long sigh, and said, "That's fine."

He made a long bow to Xiaoqian: "Then Caichen is here, and I wish Miss Xiaoqian peace and happiness for the rest of her life, free from worries and fears."

Xiaoqian smiled at him: "May you do the same."